Chapter 180: C176
This inexplicable feeling gave Johnny an overwhelming urge to transform.
Driven by this powerful impulse, Johnny opened the door and stepped outside. The streetlights lining both sides of the road were flickering erratically, casting an eerie glow on the otherwise desolate street. The darkness of the night seemed to swallow everything, and the silence was deafening, making the atmosphere unnervingly strange.
Johnny, clad only in slippers, stood quietly, gazing across the street. As the flickering lights alternated between dim and bright, a figure emerged. Dressed in a slightly purple suit, the man's pale, handsome face stood out starkly against the night.
The moment Johnny saw him, a single word instinctively formed in his mind: demon!
The urge to transform surged within Johnny, growing stronger by the second. Hatred and anger bubbled to the surface, threatening to overwhelm his sanity. But through sheer willpower, Johnny managed to maintain a fragile grip on his composure.
"You're much stronger than I expected," the figure said, breaking the silence. His voice was smooth but carried a dark undertone. "As the Ghost Rider created by my father, seeing you always stirs up mixed feelings."
"Your father..." Johnny narrowed his eyes, scrutinizing the man before him.
"Yes, my father," the man replied with a faint smile. "Compared to previous Ghost Riders, you're a bit weaker. But they've all fought countless battles and vanquished enemies in my father's name. It's understandable."
"So, who are you?" Johnny demanded, his voice tinged with suspicion.
"You can call me Blackheart," the man said, his smile widening.
"And your father?"